My current trend in writing is to treat it like bits of code. Debugging as time goes on (fixing spelling/grammarish issues).

Most of these poems will rest the way they are written, but given time and interest many will see a patches or 2 before it is over.



Forced to find the pleasure of
Mixed morning libation
As not passing, casual
Stomach acid bubbles and boils
Steam passing through dirt
Lava, welling up in spurts

Shot of solo, western style
The rim of porcelain,
glint from the incandescent light
Dirty, stained, tainted
Sticking on top
the white
Crystals, swollen black orifice
scent rise,

How we start each morning
With sun at high mast
Empty pits
Sockets and eyelids glued shut
Come to me in my sleep
Your scent upon the wind


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